Brothers …

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I am the youngest of five children with two sisters and two brothers. This story goes back to when we were kids.Somehow my brothers had me twisted around their little fingers.

For example they would con me into polishing their shoes. I would spend ages doing it and waiting for their approval which was very hard to get.

I remember we had an old cupboard in our yard (no longer useful in the house) and I used to love playing “house” (as a good 1950’s girl would do) and the cupboard was the central prop. My brothers got some ferrets (which I didn’t like at all) and they convinced me that they needed the cupboard to keep the ferrets in. I think they may have given me one shilling (ten cents) in exchange. I think they got the better deal!

My brothers had a lot of friends that used to hang out at our place. As long as I remained inconspicuous they didn’t mind me tagging along. That was fun and had a sense of danger!

Another time they had some friends around – I was a bit older, about 12 I think – and they dared me to smoke a cigarette. They were all smoking and promised to give me 10 shillings if I could smoke a cigarette and do the draw-back. I was a willing student and to their surprise they had to hand over 10 shillings. It went a long way in the 1960’s. That was my first ever cigarette (it was a roll your own one at that), and unfortunately I later took up the habit. I have been off them from a long time now.

The other memory I have is of my stubbornness when it came to swearing. I absolutely refused. They tried many times to bribe me without success. The first time I was known to swear effectively was when I was in my late 30’s in an argument with a politician!

Both brothers joined the armed forces around the time of the Vietnam War – one in the Royal Australian Army and one in the Royal Australian Navy. I didn’t see a lot of them at that time.

I think I am lucky to have had two brothers and two sisters. I believe it has helped me in being able to relate to men and women plus lots of interesting memories from growing up.

The five of us – taken about 15 years ago.

13 Comments

  1. Love your post today. And seeing your siblings with you in the photo. I wish we lived closer and could sit down with a cup of tea, Rainee.

    • Thanks Ruth. That would be lovely and we could show each other our favourite china cups and saucers 🙂 xx

  2. I liked your post a lot. You seemed a very obedient sister. It reminds me of the good old days. 🙂

    • Thanks Ranu. I think being the youngest makes me inclined to follow along with what others want to do. Mind you, at 65 I don’t follow so easily now 🙂

  3. You are indeed lucky! I think the larger the family the more one learns -simply as a youngster to “know” the mood of your sibling teaches attention to detail? Maybe I’m way off the mark but I see it with the grandkids… five of them at each other at times and then happy together at other times… human interaction lessons preparing them for adult life??
    I was an only child for many years (my lil bto was born after I’d left home to join the air force) so my cousins became my brothers and sisters… simply because a child needs other children…

    • My husband was an only child for ten years until his little brother came along. I think it does help to learn about life in the rough and tumble of growing up in a good sized family!

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